Saturday, June 18, 2011
On the Tee from the White House...
Somewhere in the District area this fine Saturday morning, a famous golf foursome is teeing off. No, not that Rory foursome at Congressional in the ongoing US Open but another foursome more powerful than just about any fouesome ever grouped. I'm talking about the group of President Barack Obama, Vice President Joe Biden, House Speaker John Boehner and Ohio Governor John Kasich.
This unlikely foursome is teeing it up at some clandestine location to play a round of golf "just for fun." But, how could putting these disparate four together be classified as fun on their day off no less? I suspect these political adversaries will have about as much fun together as we are listening to Chris Berman of ESPN broadcast our National Open. And that ain't fun at all. In fact, it's awful.
But there is a higher purpose at play here. Golf brings people together. Lord knows, these four, leaders of our government, need some "QT" to bond. Do it for country. Put aside the mind-numbing double d numbers of the day and back-biting attacks for four hours (the limit imposed by the CBO) and try to enjoy the outing. They may not be on each others Christmas Card list but doggone it play the game, place some bets, yuck it up, have a drink later (Joe's specialty) and then fake it like it was the best time you've had since your honeymoons. Give us, your electorate, hope that all is not lost. Please.
So, here's to golf, the greatest game ever created, for bringing our leaders together. Right now primo leaders of the free world are strolling down some glorious fairway in Maryland or Virginia telling jokes about the "deflated Weiner", pimping Boehner about his latest crybaby outburst, laughing about Joe's narcolepsy, taking bets on when Kasich will become interesting, and asking Barack if the First Lady snores at night. If these precious timeless moments don't draw them closer...nothing will.
PS. At the end of it all, let's just hope this powerful foresome doesn't stiff the caddies, like the Lama did to poor Carl Spackler, "So we finish the 18th, and the Lama, a big hitter, the Lama, is going to stiff me. And I say, 'Hey Lama, hey, how about something for the effort?' And he says, 'Oh,uh, there won't be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness'. So I got that going for me which is nice."
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